Diane Lyon

One Two Three or more the power pulsating through veins that create the death, the violent trance compensates for the act of disrespect embraced because of ignorant breath, storming with weapon to gai...

True to eyes that dwell in great wonder gasping at the scenic view yearning to lie in the purple bed flowed like a blanket in such harmony across the meadow deep, oh how silent and caressing that woul...

with the whispers of the gentle breeze and golden shadows caressing with a glow, how many footsteps walk this path with precious moments treasured with eyes and hearts that smile contentment that begi...